The driven snow Shows you home A sugar cube trail Behold her pale coat It is a habit You cannot run from it It is a gamble you cannot win I do not and so you do I will not and so should you I halt and so you run I hurt and so will you
Now you are forest for the trees blind Like carriage driven horses You have bit off more than you can
The driven snow Shows you home A sugar cube promise Behold her pale coat You believe it keeps you You believe it keeps you warm I do not and so you do I will not and so should you I halt and so you run I hurt and so will you
Now you are forest for the trees blind Like carriage driven horses You have bit off more than you can
Now you are forest for the trees blind Like carriage driven horses You have bit off more than you can Now you are forest for the trees blind Like carriage driven horses overturningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
